For the longest time, I've wanted to up my vocabulary. According to my friends and basically everyone I know, my vocabulary is already "upped". But that's really not true. Those people usually see school essays that I've typed. On a laptop. Where the thesaurus is a few clicks away. Meaning the probable scenario was this: I noticed I was using a really lackluster word a lot, so I searched it up on a thesaurus, found a synonym, and used that.

And that is not upping your vocabulary.

I want to learn something and remember it. I don't want to look at a word and think, "Oh, I should use that," then never use it! Thus, I have created a word document. A word document with WORDS. (Not too exciting, huh?) But this word document has words that not everyone uses, not because they aren't useful, but because few people are expected to learn them.

And using the words I've recorded so far, I shall write a small small small small story. So here is, uh. . .

Fancy Words by Jazelyn

"Guess what I have? Katie's diary!" I squealed into the phone. "Katie's diary?" Carter cried. "You mean, Katie Lawson's diary? You seriously don't--" "Oh, I do. Got it in the Lost and Found." I ran my fingers over the sparkly and sumptuous cover. "So, how about page 32?" I could envision Carter rolling her eyes in the small moment of silence. "Are you insinuating that I corroborate this ominous activity? Could you for once tap into your prudence and examine the propriety of this situation?" "I think you're addled. You must have forgotten how incontinent I am," I joked with a grin. "Not the time to be facetious," she sighed. I flipped to the first, ink-filled page. "Suit yourself. Go twiddle your thumbs while I engorge myself in these resplendent words!"

Most of the words were in the things the characters were saying. I can imagine a small toddler taking out a dictionary every few seconds!